Yet I listen to see what my eyes are not told,
I wonder in vain, if the truth were to unfold,
would I dare to venture into this vastness...an abyss,
Where it is said, lie a state of torment, fondled by bliss.
Do I see...yet banish the sight before me,
Or coil in pain, because I cannot bear to be,
The truth that unravels the mystery...that can only be me.
Mystery is said to embolden the soul,
Leave me my darkness, I do not wish to know!
Michelle A. Crosby
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